Mo Chen sneered disdainfully. "A Five-Star Grand General isn't worth shit! A first-generation Grand General might be able to take on the Qilin Marshal, but the current Grand Generals barely maintain their domains with forbidden amethyst. They hardly dare use them normally. How the hell are they supposed to fight the Qilin Marshal?
"Even with the forbidden domain now open, so they no longer have to conserve their domains, how could Grand Generals who have only used theirs a handful of times in their lives rival the Qilin Marshal, who's spent a century mastering his?"
"B-but isn't there still the Black King?" Staff Officer Li asked quietly. "The Black King is a Pioneer and the Qilin Marshal's teacher. Couldn't he beat him?"
Mo Chen's eyes flickered. "Grandmaster's strength is indeed unfathomable, but have you considered this? The Qilin Marshal lay low for so long that everyone thought he was dead, yet he chose this exact moment to emerge. How could he not be confident about dealing with Grandmaster?
"Never mind which of them would win. The shock waves from their fight alone might crush even a Lieutenant General like me.
"They might even sink North Mang."
"Hiss..." Staff Officer Li sucked in a cold breath, his eyes filled with horror.
He was only a young staff officer. Naturally, he knew far less than Mo Chen, the first Speaker's personal disciple.
Sink North Mang? Was that really something humans could do?
Were those old monsters from a century ago really that powerful?!
"I don't need to teach you what to say when we meet the Federation reinforcements, do I?" Mo Chen narrowed his eyes, a cold gleam flashing within them. The threat was unmistakable.
Staff Officer Li's heart tightened, and he hurriedly replied, "Yes, sir! I understand!"
Mo Chen nodded in